Running

[bad word] to catch up again
jumping higher and flying more often than not
Your trampoline has got holes in it but i can still see the top
Let me climb aboard and sample some of next year's fashion
I'll wear the coat if you can put the hat on, i will wear the coat,
Just let me clear my throat
so i can say what's been delayed away

Let me crawl into your lap and just lay here for awhile
Satisfied by your seduction like a handshake would do the job
Never know how long i have waited
anticipated your smile to be pressed against mine
your smile pressed against mine
Well i feel it. (oh boy
and i'm gonna settle tight

She could pour me over that sugar hill or mountain
Until i get that cool breeze, a tight squeeze, i'd do it over again
And i drink from her ever flowing fountain
And then i wake up [bad word] my hair and i hurry it up
But i arrive late i pack my things and i pick it up
Well i put down a good amount of deodorant on this morning
And i found that i could drown a little bit of peace of mind
well it's no secret that to some degree they're gonna have to see you sweat
Strong enough for a man just do what you can to keep me soft and dry
i stink awhile

I don't know anything about those things
I almost don't wanna know anything about those things
Oh i don't care anything about those things
Cause if i did you know i'd share myself on those things
and i feel it oh boy

I'll be, i'll be here all night
i'll pick up the pieces and i put them back together now
They may not be the right way but that's okay
as long as they're all the same

I wish you well, well that you'd get better
and i know you'll find that it's a wild world
and thats ok cuz you're a wild girl
and i took the hits and i turned to [bad word] 
And if you had noticed well would you have thrown the towel in
Before i missed out on all this love
and watch me roll away again
Watch me disappear under my skin
I don't believe it that things could get any worse than they did that time
You must have seen it
i mean how could we get [bad word] in a straight line
Your cries of why's and why nots, may it all get back to you
And trickle and dance upon your headaches
years of biting cheeks are through
So i don't believe in it

But i feel it.